but it’s late to be blogging (a matter about which the blog is conscientious, otherwise who would know it existed?) and at this small hour, and with due deference to the ghost of Les Dawson, it’s the best we could do:

There was once a fanatical Spurs supporter who thought of nothing but football all day long. He talked about football, read about football, watched nothing but football on television and attended matches as often as he possibly could. At last his poor wife could. stand it no longer. One night she said, ‘I honestly believe you love Spurs more than you love me!’

‘Blimey,’ said the fan, ‘I love Hartlepool United more than I love you!’